"You know what happens to bad girls. They get spanked."
"What? Are you serious?"
When I held out my hand, she put hers in it timidly. Not only was that not her style, but I had just told her what I intended to do to her. The strong woman that she was in front of the others was completely absent. I was a little concerned about my decision to go this route but seeing her response I was glad that I did.
I pulled her body tight against mine, staring down into her eyes. She gazed up at me with that fake fear, like a naughty daughter secretly wanting to be punished for bad behavior. Then I slapped her ass cheek through her shorts, hard. She yelped and looked at me in real shock then. When I smacked that bubble butt again, she began pushing me away, but not very convincingly.
"Do you want another spanking?" I asked.
"No," she muttered, and her squirming stopped. I saw confusion and desire in her eyes as she was still feeling out the situation.
"No, what?"
"No, daddy?" she asked unsure of the role she was supposed to play. I nearly burst out laughing.
"Captain," I corrected her.
"No, captain. I don't need another spanking."
"Lay face down on the bed," I told her sternly.
"Why? What are you going to do..."
"Lay down!" I yelled. She complied quickly then.
I tapped her arms and legs for her to pull them close to her body. Then I repositioned her head, so she was faced straight down, unable to see me. My hands then slowly wandered the sexy contour of her petite but curvaceous form. She twitched at times, but never moved from the position I placed her in. Finally, my right hand settled on her rump.
"Don't spank me," she said into her blanket. She sounded like she meant it, without completely dropping out of character. "Do anything you want, but please don't spank me."
I pushed my fingers firmly between her ass cheeks, rubbing them against her already sore anus. She flinched again repeatedly but said nothing more. Then I went farther to the warmest part of her fabric covered crotch. She started breathing heavy as I aggressively rubbed her pussy through her shorts, trying my best to hit the sensitive parts but it was hard to tell. Eventually, I grabbed her pants by the waistband and yanked them down. She lifted to make it easier for me, which allowed me to get them down her sexy legs. But I stopped at her boots, despite her constant kicking. I liked the looked of her shorts around her ankles with that firm round ass exposed. I just needed to get those knees spread apart.
I then had full access to her already wet pussy. She moaned and groaned as I worked her over with my fingers. Firmly against her folds and clit. I even smacked them gently a few times for effect. Once I got two fingers inside her things progressed quickly. I had her panting heavily as her juices flooded my hand. She groaned into the blanket as she shook, refusing to scream out.
I rubbed her clit after that until she begged me to stop, her legs vibrating like a little girl's on a motorcycle. Then I smeared her own cum from my hand across her quivering ass cheeks.
Before opening the door to leave, I asked, "Are you going to behave now?"
"Yes, captain," she said into the blanket. Then she turned to look at me with that punished daughter face to say, "Thank you captain. I'll be good now."
I washed my hand before returning to the control room. I didn't need the others to know how I handled the Strawberry situation. Cinnamon was already there studying the screens with her best friend Honeysuckle.
"Anything weird going on out there in space?" I asked.
"No, captain," both girls responded simultaneously.
"When Strawberry gets back..."
"I'm here captain," she announced as she strolled happily into the room. She then took Cinnamon by the shoulders and said, "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding." Then she gave her a big kiss on the cheek.
"Me, too," Cinny mumbled, completely bewildered by the redhead's behavior.
"Your orders, captain?" Strawberry asked as she slid into the Navigator's seat.
"Set a course for this Luyten's star system," I commanded. "Let's get the ship ready to move. Alert the crew and get these seats filled. Teddy, Aeren, Vanilla, whoever is ready."
I spent the next half hour going through needless checklists and greeting the crew members that walked in. Strawberry worked diligently to plot our nav-points so as to cause the least amount of interaction with the control stations. She sent it to my screen for approval. I barely gave it a glance before loading it into the autopilot system. I already had speed increments prepared to my liking, but I could easily adjust those as I go. A minute later I had the ship moving.
Cinnamon listened for traffic chatter and directions while Strawberry studied the space around us. There weren't many ships in our area. That was why we chose this place to hide. There was no sign of any planetary police force either.
"Just merchant ships," Strawberry declared. "Looks like there is one that is adjusting course to come our way."
"Why would they do that if it is a merchant ship?" I asked.
"There is no good reason that I can think of," Strawberry replied.
"Captain," Cinnamon got my attention. "We are being hailed by the approaching ship."
"Why?" I asked. I had already learned that hailing was a request to open a channel for voice communication.
"I won't know until I answer them," she replied. "Should I put them on speaker?"
"I don't know about this," I answered. "Do we have to respond to them?"
Cinnamon didn't reply right away. She was busy listening to
